Chapter 500: Reunion

Until that day, the mask Li Xiong was born and killed half of the Taoist priests in Zishan Mountain, leaving with serious injuries.
The lush foliage scratched his face, creating a shallow wound. Li Xiong laughed at himself in his heart that the oil and the lamp were dry, and the plants could scratch himself.
He was running out of energy, feeling that he would die exhausted at any time. He broke through the large array of Zishanguan with his own strength, beheaded real people and apprentices in Quanyang, and slaughtered more than 200 disciples. Finally calmly.
Although the concept of Zishan Temple cannot be compared with the great faction that has passed down the millennium, this record is enough to shock the world. Very few young people can do this.
"If it were the two of them, it would be easier, it wouldn't be like jade, almost burnt." Li Xiong didn't dare stop for a moment, because there was a disciple of Zishanguan behind him who was chasing after him.
The experience of the rivers and lakes is too shallow, or in other words, the mixed behavior style is rooted in the bones. If he continued to pretend to be a master just now and left in a hurry, perhaps the remaining disciples of Zishanguan would not dare to chase.
But after all, he was foolish, and after leaving that particular remark, he slipped away. Expose in front of Zishanguan disciples, let them know that they have overdrawn.
But you can't beat and run, typical junk style.
"Villain, don't run."
"You killed us, you must stay and bury him today."
The chasing priests shouted and shouted behind him. Li Xiong ignored and ran away, thinking that he still had a chance. He wrote a letter to the two worshiping brothers when he went to revenge, but nothing was written. They see and understand.
The brothers who cut the yellow chicken and worshiped the heaven and earth had difficulties on one side and two sides to help, which seemed to Li Xiong to be just and righteous.
"Bang ..."
At this time, among the Taoists chasing behind him, several people suddenly took out the pistol and pulled the trigger towards Li Xiong without hesitation.
Lying down!
This group of monks have pistols ...
A bullet flew over his arm, opened his sleeves, cut his skin, and shot a scapula. Fortunately, the dense forest blocked the view, and the Taoist priests behind him did not shoot well, so other bullets were not shot. .
If it was at its peak, Li Xiong wouldn't look at a hot weapon like a pistol, and he didn't know how many times stronger than the bullet. However, Hu Luo Pingyang was bullied by the dogs, and these bullets now have a lethal lethality to him.
As the law enforcer of this era, it is not surprising that the Daofo Association has a firearm configuration. After all, the blood community is the most rookie and low-handed, and the number of high-handed is small. Even if China has a high population density, the number of top-level high-handed people is higher than in other countries. There are many.
So firearms are very powerful against rookies and low hands.
"Bang!"
Another dense barrage shot came, the branches were broken, and the broken leaves splashed. Li Xiong's thigh was shot by the stream, almost a cricket.
After a leg injury, the running speed dropped, coupled with severe physical exhaustion, Li Xiong was quickly caught up.
Seven or eight priests chased and stopped him, blocking his way, "Look how you run."
The few Taoist priests holding the gun said nothing, but they fired directly, and they started sharply, without the intention of capturing Li Xiong. Probably because he had seen his power and did not dare to capture it, it was equal to giving him a chance to breathe.
The deafening gunshot rang through the forest, gun smoke emitted from the muzzle, and the bullet spun out of the gun barrel.
"Ding!"
There was a clear, sharp sound in the air. It was the sound that the bullet was hit by some force. Then, the Taoist snorted at the scene, and fell unconscious.
A young man jumped down from a treetop nearby, exhaling with a lingering sigh of relief: "Oh, almost came a step late."
He combed his big back, smeared his hair, and wore a light white suit. In this era, this outfit was very irritating, and only high-class talents wore it.
I haven't seen it for a few years. Li Wuxiang, who has a flared trousers and a sour head, grew up to be a man with a big back and a suit. If he hangs a toilet paper on his chest, he should be properly sang on the beach.
"If you don't come again, I will die here." Li Xiong cursed, while holding the iron sword to the unconscious Taoist men, asked casually: "Are you in love?"
"How do you know?" Li Wuxiang was quite surprised.
"You are now exhaling the smell of the fork fork worm, dressed like a courtship male creature." Li Xiong said.
"It's like extreme love." Li Wuxiang winked and winked. "Tell you, I'm talking about the assembly .... Hey, what are you doing?"
His face suddenly changed.
The iron sword in Li Xiong's hand was aimed at a Taoist's chest, and the proper tone was: "It's a killer and a killer."
Li Wuxiang's mood was all gone, and his face was serious: "You have avenged yourself, and now your life is not threatened, why should you kill someone?"
"Do you have an opinion?" Li Xiong stared at him. Under the mask, a pair of pupils lit up with scarlet light.
"Li Xiong!" Li Wuxiang shouted, as if the sound of thunder was roaring and his ears trembled.
Buddhist magic: Lion roar.
This is not the kind of low-level effort of Hedong Lion's Hole that relies solely on high-decibel sound waves to deter his own man. The Buddhist lion roar of the eight classic scriptures has the effect of expelling the demon, making people tremble and realize their own hearts.
Li Xiong's body shook, and the red light in his eyes went out. When Li Wuxiangsong breathed out, he suddenly stabbed with a sword, killed the Taoist priest, and then wielded the sword to drive the only Qi machine to kill. The rest of the Taoist.
"You ..." Li Wuxiang was angry.
Li Xiong waved his hand: "I don't want to argue with you, right, what about Tong Xuanzi?"
"I don't know." Li Wuxiang turned his head to the side.
"Oh, I saw it." Li Xiong looked up and looked at a dense place somewhere in the branches: "Come out, watch the movie for so long, or aren't you brothers?"
Tong Xuanzi stepped out of his hiding place and said lightly, "Anyway, there is nothing to save you."
After a long absence, the three people who had worshipped on the rooftop of the dilapidated residential building finally reunited, and it was inevitable that they would be silent.
This is not the place to talk. The three hurried down the mountain, opened a box in a restaurant, and ordered wine and a la carte.
"Wuxian, you just said what's going on at the conference?" Li Xiong raised his glass and wanted to clink with Li Wuxiang, who was still angry about what had just happened and ignored him.
"He hooked up a female crown of Liu Yunguan, Tao Hua Hua Yang." Tong Xuan's son responded: "It is an extremely gentle woman, I heard that it is Liu Yunguan's next viewer."
"You really aren't blowing, then are you going to the Pantheon?" Li Xiong asked.
"I didn't think about it," Li Wuxiang said with a tangled look. "I want to live a good life now, and marry her through the door in a few years."
"Don't want to be cured of kidney deficiency?"
"....."
Of course I think, but entering the Pantheon has a lot of risks, and the young master has clearly told them. What's more, its grandmother and grandmother can't enter, the reason is that the spirit of Warriors Warriors is too majestic, and entering the Pantheon will cause uncontrollable accidents. For example, the Lord of the Pantheon revived or something.
And they have vowed to keep it secret, and Wushuang War Spirit is also on the secret list.
However, the ancestral kidney deficiency is a heart disease of Li Wuxiang, and it is also a heart disease of the Li family from generation to generation. He wants to completely eradicate the hidden danger of the premature death of the Li family.
"I am definitely going." Tong Xuanzi took a sip of wine, "give me the young master."
"Oh oh." Li Xiong stretched out his arm and pressed it on Tong Xuanzi's shoulder. His skin began to turn into a teal, and the teal material flowed into Tong Xuanzi's body along the place where they touched.
"Li Wuxiang, think about it yourself, anyway, it is four years before the opening of the Pantheon. After four years, you are making a decision." Qingshi said.
Li Wuxiang said.
Tong Xuanzi felt the changes brought about by the degeneration of the ancient demon legacy, and nodded with satisfaction. "Yes, I already have fellows. It is my classmate and sister."
Li Wuxiang and Li Xiong were startled: "When is it going? Why don't you tell us?"
"Things after returning to the mountain," said Tong Xuanzi, "when the heaven and earth witness, the teacher witnesses, the etiquette will be completed, and there will be no banquet."
The Shangqing School couldn't help marrying. If the disciples in the door were in love, they could marry, but after all they were monks, so there was no tradition of doing things.
"Just gave birth to a son." Tong Xuanzi said, glancing at Li Wuxiang with a slight pride.
Li Wuxiang froze for a moment, envious and jealous.
Li Xiong refused to be outdone: "Ping Ping and I are going to get married soon. I won't call you after getting married. In the future, I will have a big fat boy. Remember to prepare a red envelope for me."
The party was not long, and after a meal, Tong Xuanzi left.
Neither Li Xiong nor Li Wuxiang gave away. The former poured a glass of wine and sighed. After that incident, the relationship between the three was alienated. Can no longer laugh and scold as before. Especially Tong Xuanzi, with a lot of thoughts.
"I don't know if I should say something," Li Xiong said.
"Don't say it, don't hesitate to say it." Li Wuxiang gave a good complexion: "I found that you guy has changed, and you've been outside for a few years, but your character has become so violent?"
"That's exactly what I want to say." Li Xiong groaned for a moment, and said, "I suspect there is something wrong with the young teacher."
Li Wuxiang held the wine glass and stared at him.
"In the past few years with him, I found myself more and more irritable, more and more impulsive, sometimes eager for revenge, and even thought of crooked thoughts." Li Xiong said: "I just shot to kill people. It is difficult to restrain myself, your shout of Buddha lion woke me up. "
"But you killed them in the end."
"I'm thinking of you. Some of them must have seen you. Don't kill them, waiting for you to be chased by the Taoist Buddha Association?" Li Xiong gave his own reasons: "Let's get back to the truth, I suspect my violence is suffering. The subtle influence of the young master. Do you remember Yu handle, just now, when I killed him ... Although I have not seen him, he looks very stunned, his eyes are cloudy, like a do Wrong, a poor worm immersed in its own past sins. This would not be true of the most wicked. "
Li Wuxiang thought for a long time: "But I don't feel that way."
"That's because you haven't had too much contact with young teachers."
Li Wuxiang only occasionally borrowed the ancient demon relics to practice. He did not dare to stay with Li Wuxiang for a long time, so he would be seen by Wushuang War Spirit ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Is there any other evidence? "Li Wuxiang asked.
"No." Li Xiong shook his head.
"Don't think too much, sometimes hatred can distort your mind. After all, you are an ordinary person, your strength is improving too fast, your mind is unstable, and this illusion is easy to happen." Li Wuxiang said: "And Tong Xuanzi and you As long as I contact the youth division, if it is really a problem, Tong Xuanzi will not be able to detect it. "
"Well, I wish it was my illusion." Li Xiong nodded.
"Okay, here it is today. You go back to Shanghai to hide for a while, wait for the incident to calm down, and then come out again. The practice has fallen. Your current strength is still far worse than ours. I ’m half a distance away. The walk is close. "
"Where are you going now and will you not return to Shanghai?"
"What's going on? Now that the house prices are getting worse, I have no money to buy a house in Shanghai." Li Wuxiang sighed: "I knew it early, I should have listened to you, hoarding the house."
Li Wuxiang left the Shanghai market a few years ago. After the business lost money, his grandmother sold the house in anger. Only selling the house can maintain a decent life. However, Li Wuxiang's business failure was hit. When grandma was furious again, he robbed the bank, which caused him to be wanted by the Dawo Buddhist Association.
For this reason, Li Wuxiang was favored by the Buddha's head and became the first master disciple in the world. The grandparents now rely on Lianghua Temple to eat, drink, and burn incense.
"I told you earlier, how good it was to store houses and sell dishes with me." Li Xiong smiled proudly.
"Well, after the matter at the Pantheon is resolved, I will ask the master and Huayang to borrow some incense money, and we will sell the dishes together."
"How's that young aunt?"
"It's cute, gentle and obedient. The most important thing is ... clear minded." Li Wuxiang waved and left.